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"We'll like it, all right enough, if you have a hand in it," Patricia assured him heartily.,"Delightful indeed! But Alfred Bennett is a man of sense not to marry any of the string of women who I suppose are running after him!" she said. Miss Clinton looked at her in a mild kind of wonder, but she went on hacking Mr. Johnson's coat-sleeve with the needle without noticing the glance at all.,"Granted; but you forget that Isabella was in the room on that night. She might have dropped the handkerchief.",CHAPTER X. FURTHER MYSTERY.,Judith flew back to his side, pushing Patricia ahead to Elinor.,"I don't believe anyone would be so low minded!" cried Elinor, shocked and reproachful. "How can you say such things, Miss Pat?","A proof of his innocence," cried Jen, promptly.,Judith flew back to his side, pushing Patricia ahead to Elinor.,"Very well; only don't be too hard on her," said Elinor, easily. "Come help me with the candy for the night life, won't you? I can't get it in shape.","It must be hard on her," acquiesced Patricia. "Why didn't she get something else to do?",Major Jen recoiled from the young girl in amazement.,Patricia nodded approval..